Crybaby interogators need not apply

I’m reading this sorry excuse for an opinion piece in the Washington Post about some whiner named Eric T. Fair who has nightmares;

Aman with no face stares at me from the corner of a room. He pleads for help, but I’m afraid to move. He begins to cry. It is a pitiful sound, and it sickens me. He screams, but as I awaken, I realize the screams are mine.

That dream, along with a host of other nightmares, has plagued me since my return from Iraq in the summer of 2004. Though the man in this particular nightmare has no face, I know who he is. I assisted in his interrogation at a detention facility in Fallujah. I was one of two civilian interrogators assigned to the division interrogation facility (DIF) of the 82nd Airborne Division. The man, whose name I’ve long since forgotten, was a suspected associate of Khamis Sirhan al-Muhammad, the Baath Party leader in Anbar province who had been captured two months earlier.

If this guy thinks this is horrible torture that should keep him up at night nearly three years after the event, he was in the wrong line of work. I have nightmares, too, but has anyone seen me anywhere on the ‘net complain about them?

Sorry to interrupt, I’ll let the crybaby continue;

I watched as detainees were forced to stand naked all night, shivering in their cold cells and pleading with their captors for help. Others were subjected to long periods of isolation in pitch-black rooms. Food and sleep deprivation were common, along with a variety of physical abuse, including punching and kicking.

Sounds like an ARTEP in Hohenfels to me. Imagine – standing naked in the dark – horrible, just horrible. Is this the best he can do? Is the best the Washington Post can do?

I googled his name and came up empty. So I went to my trusty military.com Buddy Finder and the only profile that exists for an Eric T. Fair is the one he made. There’s no public record of the military service of this guy, although he claims he was an Arabic linguist in the Army before 2000 and then a contractor in 2004. 

I am desperate to get on with my life and erase my memories of my experiences in Iraq. But those memories and experiences do not belong to me. They belong to history.

So what’s his stupid point? And what is the Post’s point? This is just a whinefest for some guy who didn’t have the stomach for being mean, and rightly terminated his service with the military. So why did he and the Post think it deserved even a column inch of space?

And why did the Washington Post put on their website next to the frontpage link to this story the picture of the poncho-clad terrorist with his arms outstretched, sandbag over his head, car battery wires attached to his hands that came out of the Abu Garaib? Did poor little Eric mention that he was forced by his paymasters to do this to innocent little beheaders? Nope. He talked about sleepless hungry nights and punching. Get a grip Eric and the WaPo. A tight grip.

But he attracts the nutroots like The American Street who suggests we waterboard the Administration, and Thoughts on an unjust war by prevenger who thinks that poor Mr. Fair doesn’t deserve to sleep because he hasn’t spoken out sooner, and the Blue Herald who wants to “lay a little pain” on the Administration (no thoughts on what he’d like to do to those poor unfortunate souls who behead others, though).

But anyway, Uncle Jimbo at Blackfive is trying to outmaneuver the MSM on the “surge” – if you have any info for him, send it.

Category: Terror War